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Saturday
Oct062007
In lieu of depth or wit.
October 6, 2007
Maybe some people can be on the computer while their children are conscious. But me? Not really.Â
The following is an example of what happens if I try to squeeze fifteen minutes of blog reading in between breakfast and school.Â
I look up and scratch my nose. What? Leafy is running around the house with a box on his head and his diaper, which I apparently haven't pinned very well, around his knees! What is going on? When I attempt to fix it, I realize that he has very obviously pooped.Â
But where is the poo? The poo is MIA.Â
The poo is found on the kids' bedroom floor, among the blocks, where Leafy has apparently been thinking of ways to solve the poo problem by himself, since several more diapers have been pulled off the shelf and there has been an attempt to "clean up". (Smear it around.)Â
Hallelujah! I was feeling a bit down anyways, and this will totally be the shining moment that I can use as a foundation for the rest of my day!Â
Fifteen minutes, I'm telling you, that's all it takes for utter havoc to take the throne.
The following is an example of what happens if I try to squeeze fifteen minutes of blog reading in between breakfast and school.Â
I look up and scratch my nose. What? Leafy is running around the house with a box on his head and his diaper, which I apparently haven't pinned very well, around his knees! What is going on? When I attempt to fix it, I realize that he has very obviously pooped.Â
But where is the poo? The poo is MIA.Â
The poo is found on the kids' bedroom floor, among the blocks, where Leafy has apparently been thinking of ways to solve the poo problem by himself, since several more diapers have been pulled off the shelf and there has been an attempt to "clean up". (Smear it around.)Â
Hallelujah! I was feeling a bit down anyways, and this will totally be the shining moment that I can use as a foundation for the rest of my day!Â
Fifteen minutes, I'm telling you, that's all it takes for utter havoc to take the throne.
Reader Comments (12)
Oh Rae, the MIA poo was probably a lot funnier for me than for you, but thank you for sharing it anyway. I have similar disasters when I lose concentration around my kids.
i love the halleluja!
poop happens to us all, that's so cute that he went for the diappers and made some efforts, i laugh too, though i'm sure your not too blissed out after cleaning it up.
i sometimes have to remind myself of those moments by reading your blog, because as the kids get older i miss the baby/toddler years. I forget how hard it can be to just get a few moments of peace and avoid the havoc when they are so little.
you're the superstar momma!
I loved the story. When my now 34 year old daughter, mother of a five month old, was five, she painted herself purple from head to toe while I was on the phone for 10 minutes. I can't understand how she reached all the places she painted. If this was not a public forum, I would send you the picture.
I am taking care of my grandson about twenty hours a week while she works part-time. I can hardly wait to see how he can surpass all his mother's mischief.
I just discovered your blog and I am enjoying reading it.
Yes, poop does happen- especially when we're trying to get something else done. Hope the rest of the day wasn't quite so crappy. ;-)
my comments got mixed up - the second one was supposed to be here - that innovative cleaning up process that all of your kids seem to help you with. You are so fortunate!!!!
he he he
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
I'm sorry, I know how awful it is to clean up a poo mess that has found it's way onto multiple surfaces, but it is so comic to picture the leaf boy trying to "clean up" after himself. Sweet, and hilarious. Least you don't have a carpet there, do you?
The Baby surprised me one night right after a diaper change, while I was reading to the other two, by pooping on the rug at the foot of the bed and then she sort of dragged her butt across the carpet for several feet and played with it, at around 7 months. That was really fun to clean up, yellow poop, white carpet, but I never thought of blogging about it.
I have a little game I like to play. It's called: "Sit down to read a book and see how long it takes for a child to need me/interrupt me/or otherwise compel me to get up." My best time ever was five minutes -- on average it's less than two minutes -- 30 seconds is common. Good luck in your computer endeavors! (I won't wish you luck on the poo front, since Leafy clearly has that under control.)
:)
You raise them good Rae!
i love your poo stories...make me laugh every time. glad leafy is feeling better, the beans have their first cold and sound like wheezing old men while sleeping...ohhh, babies can break your heart, huh?
Ha!
When I was younger, to save time and effort my brother and I would hold the doggie bag under our dogs bum so that the poo would go right into the bag!
If you thnk that's wierd, when I was really young, my bother and I used to save water and time by pooping in the same toilet at the same time. Back to back!
And a little less wierd. Whenever my brothers and I had a really uniquely colored poo we would go get each other and even our mom to show off! Now adays they're all brown. = )